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Ahmed Sarsour
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I’m a Palestinian poet and survivor of two wars—Sudan and now Gaza. I lost everything and began writing poetry as a way to survive, heal, and speak truth.
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Please allow us to mourn for what has been lost. Not all victories mean the end of suffering.

Alhamdulillah, always.
November 4, 2025 at 10:10 PM
After 470 days, we triumphed. But the cost was too high. The scenes we see every day make us relive the tragedy over and over again. May God have mercy on the martyrs and accept them, and may He heal our hearts.
November 4, 2025 at 10:09 PM
I remembered this text since we are at the beginning of the Hijri year 1447, and I wanted to translate it and share it again because today resembles yesterday so much... Praise be to God in all circumstances. Today, let it be your migration to Allah as he wills and pleases.

- Hijra means migration
October 27, 2025 at 4:25 PM
As stated in United Nations reports and some local sources in Gaza... All of this damage happened in a war that lasted only 8 days... Can you imagine what is happening now after 630 days...?
October 27, 2025 at 4:24 PM
The bombing caused many Palestinian families to be displaced, with 174 Palestinian martyrs, including 107 civilians, and hundreds more injured.
October 27, 2025 at 4:23 PM
Additionally, 15 factories, 192 shops, 12 water wells, and agricultural lands were destroyed. The total estimated material damage was about 1.245 billion US dollars.
October 27, 2025 at 4:22 PM
124 houses were completely destroyed, and about 2,050 houses were partially damaged. Israel destroyed 52 places of worship, 25 NGOs, 97 schools, 15 health institutions, 14 journalist offices, 8 police stations, and 16 government buildings.
October 27, 2025 at 4:21 PM
42 non-residential buildings were completely destroyed, including government and security offices. The airstrikes targeted Hamas command centers, missile manufacturing and storage sites, but they also targeted homes, tents of displaced people, and hospitals.
October 27, 2025 at 4:20 PM
It started on November 14, 2012, which was at the beginning of the Hijri year 1434. Israeli airstrikes completely destroyed more than 200 residential buildings, and around 8,000 residential buildings were partially damaged.
October 27, 2025 at 4:19 PM
I wrote this piece in Arabic in the year 2012.
On the first day of the Hijri year 1434,
there was a war on Gaza, and it was a holiday in the Arab countries...The war was called “Operation Pillar of Cloud,” as the Zionists named it.
October 27, 2025 at 4:19 PM
They’ve erased the names of our cities and now plan to force us into exile. Yet this poem carries a message: despite all these horrors and hardships combined, we remain on free land with free will. We refuse to abandon our homes or accept the false narrative they are trying to impose.
October 23, 2025 at 1:45 PM
Most lines in the poem reflect how these two wars mirror each other in the loss and pain they’ve inflicted on us over nearly two years. I’ve also seen emerging news about how the occupation continues to steal our resources and food, claiming them as its own.
October 23, 2025 at 1:45 PM
Now, with the start of this third Ramadan, I fear the thirds will follow: a third Eid, a third birthday, and—since the current truce is not holding its end of the deal—we might face a return to war, making it a third ordeal for us.
October 23, 2025 at 1:44 PM
We endured two Ramadans, two Eids, and two heartaches of loss and despair during these conflicts. For me, even my birthdays unfolded amid these two separate wars.
October 23, 2025 at 1:43 PM
This poem was inspired by the onset of the third. As you can see, our family has lived through two wars—the war in Sudan and the war in Gaza. "Ironically, the two wars started on Saturday mornings. The Sundays of peace never came."
October 23, 2025 at 1:41 PM
This fascist regime shows no mercy, recognizes no other states, and has declared its superiority over all of humanity. They are enemies to every human being. Your voice matters! Freedom for Filasteen.
October 15, 2025 at 4:37 PM
This poem was born from that despair—a cry for a world that turns away as people starve, thirst, and perish. Please do not turn your backs on us—we still need your support. Keep pressuring your leaders to push the deal forward. If you don’t, believe me, you will be next one day.
October 15, 2025 at 4:36 PM
This poem was born from that despair—a cry for a world that turns away as people starve, thirst, and perish. Please do not turn your backs on us—we still need your support. Keep pressuring your leaders to push the deal forward. If you don’t, believe me, you will be next one day.
October 15, 2025 at 4:35 PM
I wrote this poem on the 5th of December last year, when the north was already grappling with famine, hunger, and scarcity of all resources. How eerily similar today feels to yesterday, mirroring the same suffering now unfolding.
October 15, 2025 at 4:34 PM
My heart bleeds knowing the north continues to suffer to this day, and with Israel’s decision to keep withholding aid, I fear we may be next.
October 15, 2025 at 4:34 PM
He wrote: “We still fight to survive. We struggle to find food, water, and shelter. We are still dying. So don’t forget about us! If you think you are not in this with us, you are wrong.” There are more posts of a similar nature.
October 15, 2025 at 4:33 PM